New Shoes?


By Silver Spun Sand
Tue, 23 Sep 2014
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Who you staring at Mister, in your posh limousine?
Kerb-crawling’s illegal, so stop hassling me.
So – you’ve wound down the window; so there is life on Mars!
I’d give a king’s ransom for one of them cars.
Especially right now; see – me shoes have been nicked.
I hope them who’s pinched ’em they don’t frigging fit!
Thought I’d get some in Oxfam, but some toff threw me out,
and I weren’t doing nothing ’cept lighting a snout.
If you don’t mind my saying, them’s posh leather shoes.
Must have you cost you a packet; they still look brand new.
Say – what’s eating you, mate? Ain’t you never seen feet?
Bit grubby, I’ll grant you, but they scrub up a treat.
Speaking of which, my beauty sleep beckons;
this bench looks OK – say what you do reckon?
What’s that you’re asking? Nope...I don’t deal in crack;
drugs is a mug’s game, so I learned a while back.
Ere, I tell you what, Mister, you’re looking all-in,
see, the place that you’re headed, I’ve already been;
the gutter’s not meant for a nice bloke like you,
so, here, keep your money – new shoes...or no.
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Loved the voice here, Tina
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Loved the voice here, Tina
Rich
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Oh yes. Very good, an
Oh yes. Very good, an excellent voice on show. Rhyme deffinitely works well in this.
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I like this character and his
I like this character and his message. When I first read this piece, I remember thinking it would stick in my mind - and it has.
Bee
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Hello Tina,
Hello Tina,
Yes, the voice is good and reminiscent of one of your other poems that I seem to remember I thought had a Victorian feel to it. You show such versatility of style with your poems. I think that is one of the reasons I enjoy them so much. I can never anticipate how you will take us on the journey from your title
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